In late May 2012 I was expecting a second foal of my mare Sperra. From the middle of May I went every morning to the maternity field to check on her before going to work. She usually just greeted me quickly and then continued to eat. But on May 25th she behaved strangely during my usual morning visit. She followed me around everywhere and it felt as if she was asking me to stay. The milk was flooding out of her udder and I felt it was time for her foal to come into the world.